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liveraw gbt - when you winnin' lyrics

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[intro: jackpot]

yea. gold bottle team
and we gone. liveraw

[hook: jackpot]

fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’

[verse 1: jackpot]

whole team winning, call me travis porter
money too d#mn tall, how i’m spose to stack it shorter
it’s not possible
b#tch im making money every night, got me looking like a muhhf#ckin’ prostitute
yo girl young, looking like kim possible
ice falling off of me when i hop out the coupe
liveraw n#gga, we ain’t never selling out
but the album like the jordan releases, they selling out
and my bond a hunnit thou, ain’t no way i’m bailing out
sike, a n#gga paid it, now i’m fish tailing out
the parking lot, i got a brand new whip
hit the mall, get clothes and a brand new b#tch
they ain’t never heard this, this that new sh#t
i should go buy nike, because i do it
and i don’t give not one f#ck or two sh#ts
lil b#tch

[hook: jackpot]

fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’

[verse 2: easy dae]

man this the life, man we muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
dog i swear i love all of these women
but i don’t love em’ to the point i wanna marry
i’m bouta get in this b#tch, i’m bouta bury (barry)
like sanders, my whole team lions
y’all n#ggas don’t know, y’all whole team lying
man we tryna get it just like you
you rob my crew, we rob yo crew
well im just getting in a suite with a bad chick
man i’m bouta get it in tonight, she bouta l!ck
up and down my motherf#ckin’ pole, let’s get in the flo
y’all n#ggas don not know that we on the flow
liveraw

[interlude: easy dae]

yea n#gga, my n#gga l#o comin’
y’all n#ggas don’t know. shout out to bobbi i
blow somethin’

[hook: jackpot]

fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’

[verse 3: detroit l#o]

motor city suites, im the eye of the city
huge glass, great view, couple women with me
blue or purple light bulbs, couple lit inscense
room service bringing all types of expensive dishes
she tryna be my girl, but she need to play her role
i stay with the martin, tommy & cole
she want spooning after s#x, but i kind of did her bold
she lucky that she in the suite and not out in the cold
cuz i’m that guy
so you don’t even need to trip
heater on his hip, cuz my n#gga don’t slip
this ain’t chris, but the color of it brown
so in that case, girl i just wanna see you strip
my girl looking too fine like bernie mac’s wife
stacking double bread, big mac life
this arizona so clutch
she let me score in the end cuz a n#gga so clutch

[hook: jackpot]

fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
fast cars, pretty women
blowing loud on the beach and we chillin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’
man this the life when you muhhf#ckin’ winnin’



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